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Hoppy Toad Tales 





























HOPPT TOAD 
TALES 

BY 

William A. Hennesse^ 



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Qhe Christopher Publishing Heueo 
Boston, U. S. A. 


Copyright 1923 

By The Christopher Publishing House 




©C1A752947 



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Dedicated 
to the Memory of 
ANNIE LUCY LIBBEY 



TABLE OF CONTENTS 

PAGE 

Hoppy Toad Gets Lost.7 

Hoppy Toad’s Narrow Escape.13 

Hoppy Toad to the Rescue.19 

Hoppy Toad Meets Sally Woodpecker . 25 
Hoppy Toad and Bimby Squirrel .... 31 
Hoppy Toad Saves Jenny Wild Duck 

From an Untimely End.37 

Hoppy Toad and Billy Crow.43 








HOPPY TOAD GETS LOST 


Hoppy Toad was a wee bit of a toad 
who had only recently seen the light of 
day. 

One day he strayed away from his 
home—a hole in the ground, at the 
roots of a tree. In doing so he dis¬ 
obeyed Ma Toad who told him to play 
close to his home. 

He hopped along through the woods, 
often stopping for a while to eat in¬ 
sects which happened across his path. 
Coming to the edge of the woods he 
saw a bull-frog heading his way, though 
he did not know what it was. He had 
never seen one before and was quite 
frightened. 

“Guess Fll turn around and go back 
home,” he said to himself. 

He started hopping back through the 
woods as fast as he could, but the bull- 



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frog, having seen him, hopped after 
him. 

Wonder what that young toad is 
doing around these parts; he is too 
small to be hopping through these 
woods,” thought the bull-frog. “Guess 
HI follow him and see what he’s up to.” 

Hoppy Toad, not knowing he was 
followed, hopped along hurriedly. 
Coming to a neck of the woods where 
there were paths leading in all direc¬ 
tions he became confused. 

“I don’t remember coming by these 
paths,” he mused. “I don’t know 
which one to take. I wish I had obeyed 
mamma and played around home.” 

Night was fast nearing; in fact the 
sun was slowly sinking below the tall 
trees. 

The bull-frog, noticing Hojjpy Toad 
hesitate, leaped forward and soon 
reached the spot where Hoppy Toad 
was. Hoppy Toad, on seeing him, 
shook all over with fright. 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


V 

“Don’t be scared,” said the bull-frog. 
“I won’t hurt you. What is your 
name?” 

“Hoppy Toad,” was the timid reply. 

“Billy Bull-Frog is my name, Hoppy 
Toad. You seem to be lost. Am I 
right?” 

“Yes! I live close to a pond. My 
home is a hole in the. ground, at the 
roots of a tree.” 

“How did you happen to land way 
over here?” 

“I didn’t obey my mamma; that is 
how I happened to hop along through 
the woods. I thought I would be all 

right.” 

“I know where you live, Hoppy Toad. 
I’ll show you how to get back home.” 

“That makes me feel happy, Billy 
Bull-Frog. I had almost given up 
hopes of ever getting home again.” 

They retraced their hops back 
through the woods a bit, until an open¬ 
ing was reached. 


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“There,” said Billy Bull-Frog, “you 
just scoot along through that opening 
and follow your nose. It is a short cut 
to your home. In the future do what 
your mother asks you to. She knows 
best.” 

“I will, Billy Bull-Frog. Thank you 
for your kindness in showing me the 
way back home. Good-bye.” 

“Good-bye, Hoppy Toad.” 

Hoppy Toad hopped along toward 
home as fast as he could hop. The 
hoot of an owl startled him at times, 
but he kept hopping along, finally 
reaching his home, tired and seeking 
forgiveness. 

Ma Toad was happy when he hopped 
into his home as was Pa toad. 

“Forgive me, mamma,” said Hoppy 
Toad. 

“I will, Hoppy, but you must obey 
me in the future. Did you get lost?” 

“Yes! If it hadn't been for Billy 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


11 


Bull-Frog I never would have been 

back .' 5 

Moral: Obey your parents. 












HOPPY TOAD’S NARROW 
ESCAPE 


One day Hoppy Toad was basking 
in the sun. So interested was he in 
taking his sun-bath, he failed to notice 
two rough-looking boys who were com¬ 
ing toward him. 

One boy said to the other: “Go easy. 
Jack, maybe we can catch him. I have 
long wanted to get one of these toads; 
they make good pets; one can have lots 
of fun with one.” 

These words were spoken in a near 
whisper and Hoppy Toad heard him 
not. The biggest boy of the two crept 
along slowly, making as little noise as 
possible. The smaller boy remained a 
few feet behind, prepared to give 
chase to Hoppy Toad should he happen 
to notice the attempt to capture him 
and make an effort to escape. 


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The big boy crept along so carefully 
that Hoppy Toad was entirely ignorant 
of the danger facing him. He contin¬ 
ued to bask joyfully in the sun. 

"This is easy,” said the big boy. "He 
doesn’t have the least idea there is a 
person around to disturb him. I’ll 
have a great time with him when I get 
him tamed.” 

He was now within a few feet of 
Hoppy Toad, and ready to capture 
poor Hoppy, who was still enjoying 
the warmth of the sun’s rays. 

The big boy was in the act of reach¬ 
ing for Hoppy Toad, when a bumble¬ 
bee stung him on the arm, causing him 
to let out a wild scream that startled the 
smaller boy. As a result Hoppy Toad 
hopped off to safety, while the big boy, 
crying from the pain of the sting of the 
bumblebee, ran as fast as his legs would 
carry him for home. The small boy fol¬ 
lowed him fearful that he, too, might 
be stung by the bumblebee. 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


15 


Hoppy Toad looked around for the 
bumblebee who had rescued him, for 
he wished to thank him for the timely 
rescue. He spied him on a branch of 
a wild rose bush nearby and hopped 
gleefully to the bush to give him his 
thanks for the rescue. 

“Mr. Bumblebee,” he said, “I want 
to thank you for saving me from the 
hands of that boy.” 

“That is all right, Mr. Toad,” he re¬ 
plied, “but hereafter keep your wits 
about you; there may not always be 
somebody around to rescue you.” 

“May I ask your name?” said Hoppy 
Toad. 

“Jimmy Bumblebee is my name,” 
was the reply. “What is yours?” 

“Hoppy Toad.” 

“Well, Hoppy Toad, I have a favor 
to ask of you. As a reward for my 
saving you I want you to promise me 
that you will not eat any more honey¬ 
bees; they have very important work 


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to perform in this world, and when 
you eat one of them there is just so 
much lost. They are useful because they 
supply the kiddies and grown folks 
with honey. Will you promise me?" 

“I will, Jimmy Bumblebee, and I'll 
tell other toads and frogs not to eat 
any more honeybees or bumblebees." 

“Thank you," was Jimmy Bumble¬ 
bee’s farewell as he flew off in an 
easterly direction. 

“Well, Hoppy Toad," said Hoppy to 
himself, “you are a lucky boy to be 
free." 

He hopped into his home and told 
Ma and Pa Toad of his rescue by Jim¬ 
mie Bumblebee. 

“Just do as Jimmie Bumblebee told 
you to; keep your wits about you and 
you will be all right," said Pa Toad. 

Moral: Always keep your wits about 
you. 






HOPPY TOAD TO THE RESCUE. 


It was a clear, cool day in early 
spring; the trees were budding a wee 
bit, and the birds were on the wing 
from the South. 

Hoppy Toad, who had been confined 
all winter to his underground home, 
was a happy fellow when once again 
he breathed the good fresh air. 

He hopped into the pond joyfully 
and enjoyed a good long swim; then 
he chatted for a while with the frogs 
and young tadpoles. 

“My, but Fm a happy boy,” he said 
to himself. 

* Hopping along the ground close to 
his home—he never had strayed away 
since he got lost in the woods and 
Billy Bull-Frog showed him the way 
home—he was startled to see Bunny 




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Rabbit running toward him as fast as 
his legs would carry him. 

As he neared Hoppy Toad, Hoppy 
shouted, “What is your hurry ?” 

Bunny Rabbit replied, “Tommy Fer¬ 
ret is chasing me; guess he is hungry 
andjvants to make a meal off me. I 
can’t hold out much longer.” 

Hoppy Toad said, “Scoot for that 
opening in yonder tree; he will never 
find you there.” 

Bunny Rabbit wasted no time in 
doing what Hoppy Toad told him to, 
and was soon safely lodged in the tree. 
It was a good thing that he did, for a 
moment later, Tommy Ferret, with red 
eyes that seemed to pop right out of his 
head, came into view. 

Noticing Hoppy Toad, he stopped, 
and asked, “Did you see anything of 
Bunny Rabbit? He came this way, I 
think.” 

Bunny Rabbit, from within the 
tree, shook all over; he was afraid 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


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that Tommy Ferret might find him in 
his hiding place. But here was where 
Hoppy Toad saved him. 

In reply to Tommy Ferret’s ques¬ 
tion, Hoppy Toad said, “I saw Bunny 
Rabbit run by here a few minutes ago; 
he was going like a streak when he 
passed me, and headed up yonder road.” 

“Thank you,” said Tommy Ferret. 
‘Til soon have him for a meal; he 
must be about all in by this time.” 

He again took up the chase, and 
was soon lost from sight in his journey 
up the road where Hoppy Toad had 
told him Bunny Rabbit was scamper¬ 
ing along. 

“It’s all right, Bunny Rabbit,” said 
Hoppy Toad, “come on out, Tommy 
Ferret is on a wild goose chase after 
you.” 

Bunny Rabbit, still shaking with 
fright, came out of his hiding place 
and ran to where Hoppy Toad was. 

He said, “I don’t know how I can 


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ever repay you for saving me. When 
Tommy Ferret finds that you fooled 
him he is apt to make it unpleasant for 
you.” 

“Fll watch for him closely; I always 
keep my wits about me.” 

“Well, I guess Fll head for home; I 
live in the middle of the woods. May 
I ask your name?” 

“Hoppy Toad is my name; I guessed 
yours was Bunny Rabbit. Am I right?” 

“You are right.” 

“Does Tommy Ferret know where 
you live?” 

“I don’t think so. Why do you ask?” 

“I didn’t know but what he might 
drive you out of your home if he did. 
He is pretty foxy. Why don’t you 
change your home to another part of 
the woods? He may know where you 
live at that.” 

“That is a good idea, Hoppy Toad. 
Fll do it right away; I think Ma and 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


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Pa Rabbit want to move anyway. I 
guess I’ll run along.” 

“Good-bye, Bunny Rabbit,” said 
Hoppy Toad. 

“Good-bye, Hoppy Toad,” said Bun¬ 
ny Rabbit. “I’ll always think of you 
as the fellow who saved me from the 
clutches of Tommy Ferret.” 

Moral: Lend a helping hand to those 
in need. 





I 





HOPPY TOAD MEETS SALLY 
WOODPECKER 


Hoppy Toad was hopping along 
through the small stretch of woods 
near his home one day when he was 
scared out of his wits. Something 
fell from the branch of a tree and 
landed on his back, then rolling over 
on to the ground. 

It was several minutes before Hoppy 
Toad recovered from the shock. 
Looking around, he spied a bird with a 
long, sharp bill lying on the ground. 
It seemed to be helpless. 

“What’s the matter with you?” 
asked Hoppy Toad. 

“I’ve hurt one of my wings; that is 
what made me fall from the branch 
of the tree and land on top of you. 
I’m sorry it happened.” 

“That’s all right,” said Hoppy Toad. 


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‘Til see if I can't help you get the wing 
fixed so you can fly again. What is 
your name?" 

“Sally Woodpecker. It will be very 
kind of you if you can find someone to 
fix my wing. My but it hurts!" 

“My name is Hoppy Toad. I'll go 
get Dr. Pheasant. He will fix the wing 
for you in a jiffy." 

Hoppy Toad hopped off through the 
woods toward the pond just beyond the 
entrance to the woods, thinking he 
might find Dr. Pheasant there. Sure 
enough he did. 

“Doctor," said Hoppy Toad. “There 
is a woodpecker in the woods with a 
lame wing. She can't fly. Can you 
help her?" 

“I guess I can, Hoppy Toad," said 
Dr. Pheasant, “Lead me to her." 

Hoppy Toad hopped through the 
woods, followed by Dr. Pheasant, until 
the spot where Sally Woodpecker was 
lying was reached. 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


27 


“I’ve brought Dr. Pheasant to fix 
your wing, Sally Woodpecker,” said 
Hoppy Toad. 

“That is really kind of you,” said 
Sally. 

Dr. Pheasant looked at the lame wing 
and said, “I can fix it, all right.” 

In a few minutes Sally Woodpecker's 
wing was fixed so that she could fly 
again. 

“I'm thankful to you, Dr. Pheasant, 
for fixing my wing, and I want to 
thank you also, Hoppy Toad, for your 
kindness in getting a doctor.” 

“You musn't fly around too much, 
Sally,” said Dr. Pheasant. “Give it a 
chance to mend a bit.” 

“I'll do as you say, Dr. Pheasant. 
Will there be any need of me having you 
again?” 

“I don't think so. If there is, just tell 
Hoppy Toad. He is always hopping 
in and around the woods, and knows 
better than anybody where to find me.” 


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“I'll hunt Hoppy Toad up if anything 
happens, believe me, doctor.” 

“Well, I’ve got to call on some sick 
ganders now. Excuse me, please!” 

Dr. Pheasant strutted away leaving 
Hoppy Toad and Sally Woodpecker by 
themselves. 

“Well, Hoppy Toad, I guess Ill fly to 
my nest and take things easy for a 
while. Good-bye and good luck,” said 
Sally Woodpecker. 

“Good-bye and good luck to you, 
Sally Woodpecker,” said Hoppy Toad. 

Sally Woodpecker flew from the 
ground a few feet to test her wing, and 
finding it all right, flew off in a westerly 
direction to her nest. 

Hoppy Toad hopped toward his home 
satisfied that he had performed a good 
deed. Ma and Pa Toad were pleased 
when Hoppy Toad told them of his aid 
in fixing Sally Woodpecker’s wing. 

“I’m proud of you, Hoppy,” said Pa 
Toad. 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


29 

Moral: A good deed is always worth 
while. i 




HOPPY TOAD AND BIMBY 
SQUIRREL 


One day Hoppy Toad was hopping 
along in the grass near Tadpole Pond 
when he was surprised to find himself 
resting on the bushy tail of a squirrel. 

The squirrel, who was in the act of 
cracking a nut, turned his head to see 
who was on his tail; it startled him 
quite a bit and caused him to drop the 
nut. 

“Pardon me,” said Hoppy Toad. 

“That’s all right,” said the squirrel. 
“You gave me quite a scare, though. 
I thought it was someone after me.” 

“What is your name?” asked Hoppy 
Toad. 

“Bimby Squirrel,” replied the squir¬ 
rel. “What is yours?” 

“Hoppy Toad,” said Hoppy. 

“I’ve heard of you,” said Bimby 


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Squirrel. Billy Bull-Frog told me 
something about you once. I believe 
he showed you the way home one time 
when you got lost in the woods. He 
lives near me.” 

“How is Billy Bull-Frog these 
days?” asked Hoppy Toad. 

“He has been under the weather a 
bit lately; he doesn’t seem to know 
what the trouble is,” said Bimby 
Squirrel. 

“That’s too bad. I’ll bet Dr. Pheas¬ 
ant could help him.” 

“I don’t know but what he might; 
I’ve heard he is a good doctor.” 

“None better. If I go get him will 
you show him the way to Billy Bull- 
Frog’s home?” 

“I’ll do it, yes. But you must hurry. 
Ma and Pa Squirrel will be worried 
about me if I don’t get home soon.” 

Hoppy Toad was off like a streak to 
where he thought he might find Dr. 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


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Pheasant. He found him heading 
toward home and stopped him. 

“Oh, doctor/’ said Hoppy Toad, 
“Pm sorry to bother you, but Fve a 
friend—Billy Bull-Frog—who once 
did me a good turn, and he has been 
sick for quite a spell. Will you go to 
him and see if you can help him?” 

“I will go right away, Hoppy Toad, 
said Dr. Pheasant. “I always like to 
help those who are sick.” 

Dr. Pheasant followed Hoppy Toad 
until they reached the spot where 
Bimby Squirrel was waiting. Bimby 
Squirrel was introduced by Hoppy 
Toad to Dr. Pheasant and they started 
for Billy Bull-Frog’s home. After a 
journey through the woods they 
reached the home of Billy Bull-Frog. 

Bimby Squirrel left them there and 
hurried home; before leaving he told 
them of a short cut back home. They 
found Billy Bull-Frog flat on his back. 


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“What is the trouble?” asked Hoppy 
Toad. 

“I don’t know what the matter is, 
‘Hoppy Toad,” said Billy Bull-Frog. 
“What are you doing way over here 
anyway?” 

“Bimby Squirrel told me you were 
sick; so I’ve brought Dr. Pheasant 
along to see if he can’t help you.” 

“That is very thoughtful of you,” 
said Billy Bull-Frog. 

Dr. Pheasant got to work on Billy 
Bull-Frog and soon found out what 
the trouble was. 

“You need a rest,” said he, “you have 
been working too hard lately.” 

“Is that all there is wrong with me, 
doctor?” 

“That is all. You rest up for a 
month and you will feel better.” 

“Thank you, doctor, and you, too, 
Hoppy Toad, for your kindness in 
getting the doctor.” 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


35 


“That is all right,” said Hoppy Toad, 
“we are pleased to be able to help you.” 

They bade Billy Bull-Frog good-bye 
and departed for home. 

Moral: If someone does you a good 
turn, repay it if you can. 



S 




HOPPY TOAD SAVES JENNY 
WILD DUCK FROM AN 
UNTIMELY END. 

Jenny Wild Duck was a short-legged 
water-fowl who took great delight in 
gliding along the waters of Tadpole 
Pond. 

One day she spied some hemp-seed 
lying on the surface of the pond, and 
after it she went. Hoppy Toad, who 
chanced to be enjoying a swim in the 
pond, noticed a trap had been set for 
her, and swimming to her side, he 
whispered a warning.” 

“Don’t bother with that hemp-seed,” 
he said, “else you will soon be a dead 
duck.” 

She was rather startled by Hoppy 
Toad’s words of warning, but she 
obeyed him, gliding away from the 
hemp-seed swiftly. Hoppy Toad swam 


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along behind her until an out-of-the- 
way cove was reached. 

“How did you happen to discover 
that there was a trap set for me?” 
asked Jenny Wild Duck. 

“I always keep my wits about me,” 
said Hoppy Toad. “I watched two men 
set out a decoy early this morning— 
Fm always up bright and early. I 
thought that they were after wild ducks 
like yourself, for Pa Toad has often 
told me of these decoys, and how they 
try to trap innocent wild ducks.” 

“I am a thousand times thankful to 
you for saving my life,” said Jenny 
Wild Duck. “Pm afraid I will never 
have a chance to repay you for your 
kindness.” 

“That is all right,” said Hoppy Toad. 
“I don't expect you to repay me for 
doing my duty.” 

“That is a good way to look at it,” 
said Jenny Wild Duck. “I'll have to 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


39 


warn my husband, Johnny Drake, to 
steer clear of the decoy.” 

“That is a good idea,” said Hoppy 
Toad. The both of you had better keep 
your eyes open in the future and not be 
led into a trap. It is a shame that 
human beings should use such unfair 
means to trap innocents who never 
harm or destroy anything.” 

“It doesn't seem right,” said Jenny 
Wild Duck, “but some people don't 
know right from wrong.” 

“Very true,” said Hoppy Toad. “It's 
too bad that someone couldn't teach 
them right from wrong.” 

“It isn't much use to try and teach 
them; a person has got to have a bit 
of common sense more than anything 
else,” said Jenny. 

“That is right,” said Hoppy Toad. 
“After all it is nearly all common sense; 
if people would only stop and think a 
while they would soon see where they 
were doing wrong.” 


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“True,” said Jenny. “That’s just 
what they don’t do; they don’t stop to 
think.” 

“Well, I guess I will hop around on 
the shore a while if you’ll excuse me,” 
said Hoppy Toad. “You might tell me 
your name, though, before I go.” 

“Jenny Wild Duck,” was the reply. 
“What is yours?” 

“Hoppy Toad.” 

“Well, good-bye and good luck,” said 
Jenny Wild Duck. 

“Good-bye,” said Hoppy Toad, “keep 
your wits about you.” 

Jenny Wild Duck rose from the still 
waters of the pond and flew off. Hop¬ 
py Toad lost no time in swimming for 
the shore, where he was soon hopping 
along through the grass. 

“I feel very happy,” he said to him¬ 
self. “And why shouldn’t I; didn’t I do 
Jenny Wild Duck a good turn? Isn’t 
that what we live for; to help those who 
are in need?” 


HOPPY TOAD TALES 


41 


Moral: We can help someone every 
day if we will only have the will. 





HOPPY TOAD AND BILLY CROW. 


In the vicinity of Tadpole Pond there 
was a large farm. On this farm the 
owner made a specialty of raising corn, 
potatoes and other crops which he sold 
in the nearby towns. In other words 
the farm provided a living for him. 

Now there was a black crow—Billy 
Crow was his name—and he caused this 
hard-working farmer all kinds of trou¬ 
ble. He would dig up the seeded corn 
with his long beak; naturally the corn 
wouldn’t grow and the farmer of course 
lost quite a bit of money. 

The funniest looking scarecrow you 
ever saw was placed in the corn-field to 
scare Billy Crow away. But strange 
to say, Billy Crow didn’t scare a bit. 
He would fly all around the scarecrow; 
he would even light on his arms and 
roost there for quite a spell. Then he 



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would dig his beak into the ground 
and steal the corn seed. 

The farmer got pretty well discour¬ 
aged. It seemed as though he would 
have to stop planting corn until Billy 
Crow stopped thieving, and the only 
thing that would do that would be the 
killing of this troublesome black crow. 
Now the farmer was a good-hearted 
man and he didn't want to kill him. So 
Billy Crow kept right on stealing the 
corn seed. 

One day Hoppy Toad happened along 
by the corn-field, and he noticed Billy 
Crow in the act of digging up the corn 1 
seed. He hopped into the field where 
the thieving black crow was. Billy 
Crow, on noticing Hoppy Toad, was not 
at all pleased at his presence. In fact, 
he was very mad. 

Hoppy Toad gazed at him for awhile, 
and said, “You ought to be ashamed of 
yourself. The idea of stealing corn 
seed from the hard-working farmer 



HOPPY TOAD TALES 


45 


who is trying to make an honest living/' 

“But he raises more than he can use, 
doesn't he?" asked Billy Crow. 

“Indeed he doesn't," replied Hoppy 
Toad. “He needs all the corn he can 
raise." 

“I wouldn't have stolen it if I had 
known that," said Billy Crow. 

“That is no excuse for stealing, Mr. 
Crow. I wouldn't want to be called a 
thief." 

“I suppose that I have been doing 
wrong all along. You see I was brought 
up to steal; I never have done anything 
else." 

“Why not turn over a new leaf, then, 
and live a good honest life? It isn't 
too late." 

“I'll do it. From now on I'm going 
to be an honest crow." 

“You will be much happier, Mr. Crow, 
I assure you." 

“I'm glad you happened around and 
put an end to my thieving. I feel very 


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happy in the thought that Fm going to 
be a good crow in the future.” 

“Well, Mr. Crow, I must be going 
now. Remember your oath taken be¬ 
fore Hoppy Toad.” 

“I surely will,” replied Billy Crow 
ere he winged his way toward home. 

Hoppy Toad, happy with the 
thoughts of having reformed a thiev¬ 
ing black crow, hopped along gleefully 
toward home. 

In his underground home he told Ma 
and Pa Toad the tale of his success in 
pointing out the right path to Billy 
Crow. Naturally they were pleased. 

As Pa Toad said, “Hoppy Toad, you 
are a good Samaritan. Fm really 
proud of you.” 

Moral: Honesty reaps a worthy re¬ 
ward. 




































